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A New Darkness	By : lilysunshine Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 72885 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 24

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�This court finou gou guilty of one count of kidnapping, two
counts of assault and two counts of attempted murder. You are hereby sentenced to life in Azkaban Prison,� the judge
decreed.

Ron was shell-shocked.
He was vaguely aware of the rest of his family standing around him, and
a screaming match going on between some of his brothers and the ministry
officials. He couldn�t believe this was
happening. He wasn�t supposed to be
going to Azkaban, that was for real criminals.
Murderers and such. He was only
seventeen years old, and he was on the good side, the right side, the side
fighting against evil. His whole
world was backwards.

He looked over at Ginny, who was standing next to him. She was standing proudly, her head held
high. She looked over at him and
smiled. She smiled.

�Don�t worry Ron,� Ginny said confidently. �Dumbledore won�t let this happen to
us. I promise. You�ll see.�

Ron wanted with all his heart to believe her. To believe someone would come and put a stop
to this nonsense. To this
insanity. But somewhere in his heart,
he knew that wasn�t going to happen.
The newly appointed aurors placed the Weasleys in body binds to portkey
them to the prison. As soon as they
arrived, Ron felt the coldness seeping into his body that signified the
presence of dementors. He vaguely
remembered Harry telling him what he saw when they were near, and was scared to
death of what memories and fears they would drag up in him.

His brothers were still screaming, trying to get free. Ron watched this all with a strangely
detached eye. He heard his mother
telling them to be strong, that someone would come and get them out soon. His father was crying. Crying. He�d never seen his father cry before. Ron wondered at the fact as they were pulled down hallway after
hallway. Each one darker and damper
than the last. The coldness kept
growing, and he could hear whispers all around him. They began to pass cells on either side of the hall. Pale, sickly figures stared at them from
behind the bars. He recognized quite of
few people as members of the Order.
Others had been aurors before Minister Zabini had reformed the whole law
enforcement system. The entire force of
aurors was pretty much all Death Eaters.
Very few people in the ministry were left that didn�t support the Dark
Lord.

Ginny was the first one thrown in a cell. Ron noted that her confidence seemed to have
disappeared, and there were tears running down her cheeks. Some part of him felt he should be offering
words of comfort, but all he could do was stare blankly, numbly. She reached out for him as they closed the
door to her cell. Fred and George were
next. They had stopped screaming and
were clinging to each other�s hands, not wanting to be separated. The wardens were screaming at them to let
go, and trying to pull them apart. This
seemed to go on forever, when the coldness grew unbearable. Two dementors glided forward and grabbed a
hold of the twins. Ron was aware of his
mother�s screams and his father�s sobs.
Bill and Charlie were screaming too.
Percy was silent, like Ron. He
turned to look for his silent brother, and when he turned back, Fred and George
were on the ground, eyes staring blankly, mouths open slightly, drool spilling
across their chins. He realized a few
moments later that his brothers had been kissed. The wardens just left them there, lying on the ground as the rest
of them were dragged on.

Bill was next, thrown into a cell so hard he hit the wall
and crumpled to the ground. an>Tan>Then
Charlie, who went screaming. Percy was
next. He stood zombie-like as they
closed his door. His father was still
crying. The warden unlocked the next
cell. It was Ron�s turn. He turned to look at his mother, who was
still telling him to be strong, to not give up. Ron thought detachedly that he already had, it was too late. He saw his parents dragged on as the door to
his cell closed. He stood there,
staring at the door for what seemed like hours before he felt the coldness grow
worse again. Dementors. They were right outside his door, he could
tell. The whispers he�d heard earlier
were louder now, and getting worse. His
vision darkened around the edges, and he fuzzily realized he was on his
knees.

Ron saw scene after scene play through his mind. They were familiar, yet not. He saw fourth year, the tri-wizard
tournament, the fight he had with Harry.
Only this time, he saw his own face, and the pure jealously on it. He saw just recently, when Harry came back
as the Son, and the hatred on his own face.
The taunting. He was forcibly
reminded of oy toy then, how similar he was to his own enemy. He saw the meeting with his family in the
Shrieking Shack. The insane light in
Ginny�s eyes, matching that in his mother�s.
The eagerness for destruction in his own. His willingness to ruin another human being�s life. To take a life even.

Over and over these images played, acting as some sort of
mirror of reality, it seemed. They
showed him the truth.

He was a monster.

Ron curled up into a little ball on the harsh stone floor of
his cell, and wept.

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The weeks following the arrest of the Weasley family were
relatively quiet. It was imperative that
Albus Dumbledore be oblivious to the goings on until Lucius had the spell
completed. When done, it would play
like a three-dimensional movie, sound and all.

Raithos had picked the date for the big revelation to be the
Christmas party Minister Zabini was throwing.
Dumbledore was required to be there since he was the Headmaster of the
school. It was to take place a few days
before the initiation of the second wave of Shadows, and a week before
Christmas itself. The most influential
wizarding families would be at the party, along with all the current Ministers,
Judges, and Aurors. All of the
professors from Hogwarts would be there, as well as the board of
governors. Numerous reporters were
scheduled to attend, from the Daily Prophet, the Quibbler, and Witch Weekly,
among others. By the next day, everyone
in the wizarding world would know of Albus Dumbledore�s treachery.

End of term exams went smoothly for the Slytherins, and they
all returned home with high marks. The
rest of the school, except for those in Ravenclaw, did extremely poor,
especially the Gryffindors. Since the
Weasley trial had been closed to the public, Seamus had not been revealed as a
spy, and had continued to feed information to Raithos and Draco, through
Blaise.

Severus had continued to act as a confidant and friend to
Albus Dumbledore, to ensure that he would suspect nothing of the events to
come. Since it had been weeks since the
confession, Dumbledore felt positive Snape wouldn�t reveal his past deeds to
the world.

The day of the party found Raithos and Draco in the Zabini
family mansion, sitting with Blaise and his father, along with Lucius. Narcissa was off with Blaise�s mother,
taking care of last minute party preparations.
The men were currently discussion options for Headmaster after
Dumbledore was relieved.

�The governors will accept whatever name wve tve them�they
have always been on the side of Voldemort,� Lucius said.

Raithos had been silent for most of the conversation so far,
just listening to the options the other three presented. He decided it was time to voice his own
opinion.

�Severus.�

�What?� Draco asked, slightly surprised.

�Severus. He�s been
at the school for years. He knows how
it is run. These past few months he has
been Dumbledore�s shadow. He knows what
it takes to be the Headmaster, and he is loyal to both my father and I. He�s the perfect choice really.�

Lucius and the Minister were silent as they mulled the
thought over. Neither had expected
Raithos to be the one to come up with the new Headmaster, but really they
should have. He had been, after all,
the one to suggest Santino Zabini for Minister.

�I believe that will work,� Lucius finally said.

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The party was going along marvelously, at least in Raithos and
Draco�s opinions. The night so far, had
been one of backhanded insults and veiled threats between the Hogwarts
professors and the rest of the guests.
The professors and the Headmaster were quite obviously uncomfortable
here, and it was very entertaining to watch.
Raithos noted with pleasure that Remus was more comfortable talking in a
group with Severus and a few other Death Eaters than he was in the presence of
the Headmaster. Raithos had come to an
understanding with the werewolf a few days after discovering
the�relationship�he had with the potions master.

Remus had told him he could not, in good conscience, remain
on the side of Albus Dumbledore. The
werewolf felt horribly betrayed and deceived by the old man, and was in a
trememdous amount of pain as he thought of his once best friends, who had lost
their lives because of the manipulative Headmaster.n stn style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> While Raithos knew that Remus would never be a Death Eater, or a
Shadow, his open support would be helpful enough. Which he was going to give once the old fool�s deeds were
exposed. Having Remus on his side would
bring over many of the remaining Gryffindors, who still looked up to Remus, and
valued his guidance.

Draco interrupted his train of thought, pulling him to the
dance floor for one more go around before the main event. Raithos thought Draco looked stunning
tonight. They were once again dressed
similar; it had become something of a habit lately. Draco was dressed in a black velvet robe with a high collar,
fitted so it skimmed closely to his lithe body. The robe had only a single button, just in the middle of his
chest. Under the robe Draco wore a pair
of tailored black pants and a dark blue dress shirt that contrasting
wonderfully with the silver lining of the robe. Raithos was in an identical robe, with a red shirt, instead of
blue.n stn style="mso-spacerun: yes"> They�d both gotten their fair
share of stares that night.

�What are you thinking about, love?� Draco asked as the
moved across the dance floor in each other�s arms. The ballroom looked magnificent that evening, a huge Christms
tree set up on one side, and tables and tables of food and drink on the other,
with the dance floor in between.

�How much I want this night to be over so I can get you out
of those gorgeous clothes,� Raithos whispered into Draco�s ear.

Draco shivered slightly, and tightened his arm around
Raithos� shoulder. �Only a few more
hours,� he whispered back. �And your
big project should be complete in just a few more minutes.�

Raithos smiled.
�Yes, it will, won�t it. I can�t
wait.�

�Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen. If you would gather round please, we have a special presentation
for everyone,� Lucius Malfoy�s voice broke through the noise.

�Time�s up,� Draco whispered, pulling Raithos along to stand
next to his father.

�We have a gift to present to the Headmaster of our
illustrious school to show our appreciation,� Lucius said with a smile on his
face.

�Repuerasco.�

Albus Dumbledore�s voice filled the air, as a
three-dimensional projection of him poured his heart out to Severus Snape. �I have done such things for power,
Severus, and all my carefully laid plans have fallen apart around me��

As the voice went on to describe his desire for power after
defeating Grindewald, and his manipulations of Tom Riddle, the faces around him
grew cold and angry. The Hogwarts
professors looked shocked at first, then disbelieving.

When the voice of Dumbledore got to the point in his story where
he kidnapped Lorelai Riddle, the memories Raithos had pulled out of his mind
were projected. Everyone saw the woman
laying on a bed in the infirmary, pleading for her husband and newly born son. They all saw the flash of green as
Dumbledore killed her. The professors
disbelief turned to horror.

When he explained about the false prophecy and his knowledge
of Pettigrew�s defection, the professors began to look ill. �I knew I had to sacrifice my most loyal
to further my cause. The loss would be
well worth it in the long run�� As
he described the deaths of the Potters, their looks turned to outrage and
betrayal.n stn style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Albus Dumbledore looked ready
to collapse at any moment, his eyes straying between Raithos, Snape, and the
images in front of him.

Raithos had added his own memories of being beaten at the
Dursley�s, the cupboard he�d been forced to live in, and memories of Dumbledore
himself. �The boy was so very easy
to manipulate, it disgusted me. Not
only because of who his father was, but because he was so weak, not even worthy
of the fame I�d bestowed on him. You
see, Severus, you were not the only one with an extreme dislike of the child.�

The voice went on to explain his plan to have Raithos kill
the Dark Lord. After that, he had
planned to ship Raithff tff to the Dursley�s, with instructions for them to do
their worst. �If the boy somehow
manages to survive the summer, I will drain him of his magic and kill him
myself. Then I will be free to take
over the ministry myself. They will beg
me to take the position as minister at that point��

Professor McGonagall fainted at that point, she could take
no more. Professors Sprout and
Gubbly-Plank were crying. Remus looked
ready to kill, and Snape looked decidedly smug. All of the professors had stepped back, leaving Dumbledore on his
own in the middle of the group.

The projection stopped, and the lights returned. Dumbledore seemed to shake himself out of
his stupor and raised his wand. Before
he could do a thing, Raithos raised a hand and shouted,

�Constrictio!�

A blue light surrounded Dumbledore and hovered right above
his skin. Everyone turned to Raithos.

�Just a small magic-binding spell so he can do no more
harm.�

Minister Zabini stepped forward, along with Aurors
Parkinson, Crabbe, and Goyle. �Take
this beast into custody. He will be
draine his his magic and given the kiss, as soon as possible. I believe we�ve
all seen enough evidence for that.�

Dumbledore turned to his colleagues as the aurors approached
him.

�Minerva, Sybil, surely you do not believe this lies,� he
said calmly, reaching his hands toward them.

Professor McGonagall, who had been revived by Madame Pomfrey
looked ready to kill.

�That was the repuerasco spell Albus! That spell only records the truth. There is no way to tamper with it.

Remus stepped up to support her. �You killed my best friends!yes"> We must make sure such a tragedy does not happen again.�

Loud clapping rang out through the ballroom. Even the professors were nodding their
heads, and some joined in the applause.
Raithos smiled contently at the sight.
Things were going exactly as they should. Minister Zabini said a few more words before bidding everyone a
good night, then turned to face Raithos.

�Great work, Santino.
My father will be very pleased,� he said warmly. Zabini beamed at that, it was truly high
praise.

�Thank you, My Lord.
It was a marvelous plan, all I had to do was follow it.�

�I assume we will all be present at the sentencing
tomorrow?� Lucius asked.

�Of course, as my special guests,� Zabini replied.

Raithurneurned to Draco, who also wore a happy smile. �Co, while we�re at Azkaban, would you like
to accompany me on a little visit to a certain guest at that fine
establishment?�

Draco�s smile turned into a grin. �Wouldn�t dream of missing it.�

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A/N: Wow! I think this chapter is my favorite so
far. So much happened in it!

Next episode: Dumbledore�s punishment! The reaction of the Order. Appointing the new Headmaster. And a visit to a little ferret in
Azkaban. Good stuff.
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